Event log: Who What Where Wendigo

[hadrielmods]

Who: Everyone participating in the wendigo event!
What: The accidental-cannibalism-turned-horrifying-monster event that is the Who What Where Wendigo event!
Where: All around the city
When: Feb 14th-March 1st
Warnings: Cannibalism, body horror, evil monsters lurking around.

Don't forget to check up on the Wendigo Guide that Ami posted!

On February 14th, Rage and Fear decide to give Hope a little bit of help taking care of the residents of Hadriel - they'll provide some food for awhile. How nice! Except, of course, that there's an extra ingredient in this food. A can of beef stew? Yeah... that might not be beef. But hey, it still tastes pretty good! Unfortunately, some spirits slipped through the Door last time it opened, and they're ready to possess anyone who participates in cannibalism - even if they don't know it.

Anyone who eats the provided meat will be possessed by a wendigo spirit. Over the course of twelve days, they will transform into a monster that feels little but rage and hunger. While at first it can be explained away easily enough (people are super annoying, and isn't everyone a little hungry most of the time?), by February 18th, wendigo transformations are impossible to ignore. A few days after, on February 22nd, the anger and cravings of the wendigo spirit will overcome all other emotions, and possessed characters may begin hunting.

The physical and mental transformation will be complete by February 26th. The possessed characters will have lost themselves completely at that point. While physical healing (done by a character with Hope's blessing or another healing ability) can turn back the physical and some mental effects, they will remain possessed until death or until Hope removes the wendigo spirit - which can only be done on the altar of Hope's temple. So have fun dragging your angry, possessed friends there!

On March 1st, Rage does Hope a solid (because she feels sort of bad) and kills all remaining wendigos. Upon revival, the spirit will be gone and the character will be fully recovered. Hopefully no one holds what they did while possessed against them!

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Comments

[morphinum]

That was the plan all along.

[ Johanna deadpans, and tries really, really hard to focus on not biting Bob's arm off. Why does that seem like such a good idea all of a sudden?

She sighs a little, relieved. That's a plan she can get behind. ]

A really big cage. Perfect. Probably fitting, since I really want to eat you, and I'm not talking about the sappy romance bullshit version. Flesh sounds reeeeally appealing.

[dangerous_dog]

You're joking. Really?

[Well, that's horrifying. In that case one of those supportive hands is going to shift just a little bit closer to the nape of her neck in case he needs to redirect a snapping lunge.]

We're not far, either way.

[morphinum]

About the eating people? 'Fraid not.

[ Johanna tries to maintain her usual cover of bitter nonchalance, but it's a little harder this time. She'd seen what Chris and his friends posted on the network, and there's no denying that it's happening to her, too. She doesn't want this...disease, or whatever it is, to rob her of her own self control, not when she's fought to keep her independence and her life for so long. ]

I don't know how well the lock's gonna hold, so once we're there, you need to get the fuck out. And, you know, big if, but if I make it out of there sane I'll. Find you. Come back and all.

[dangerous_dog]

Good. Otherwise it's just me and the toaster, and without you, I'm going to let it win.

[He tells her, as he takes her up the stairs to a small, sturdy looking house.]

Are you--

[All right? Ready? No, he has nothing. He just shrugs, and gently extricates himself.]

[morphinum]

Don't you fucking dare let that thing win. Make some toast and show the gods who's boss. Toast doesn't have traces of human flesh in it, and the toaster from hell was their idea.

[ Johanna gives Bob one last glare, for good luck. ]

Make them pay.

[ Her voice is low now, serious. Johanna hates these so-called gods. The people who snowed her in, buried Bob, and now are going to more or less kill her. If Johanna can't get her revenge, she'll be somewhat satisfied that Bob will carry out the task for her.

And with that, she barricades herself in. ]